Flatsound
let’s go on a drive
Wait inside
It lasts forever
Things are nice
But I still feel it all the time
Intertwined
Atop a mattress
In the night
My clothing feels like plastic
A different life
Do you believe in magic
Hold me tight
I close my eyes
You’re laced in black
And hurt the sky
The ways that I would justify
The empty head and vacant eyes
But never mind
Uou’re walking around
With your hand on a knife
It’s all coming out
You wanted to die
I’m holding the towel
You’re gonna be fine
Hе’s calling them now
Let’s go on a drive
Lеt's go on a drive
I heard her say
"When I go away
Does it go away?"